Traitor; you took our land and made us flee
Ravaged; our way of life that we had known
Watching; I saw your eyes gazing on us
Learning; as you've done once I'll do to you
Drag the boy through the water
Where in the world was his mother
Head cracked wide open
Bite the bullet
This is our war cry
For our friends who have died
Rest in eternal peace
Death will be
Your release
Sickness; the term does not justify
Bigot: your eyes cannot see our pain
Tears; they only serve to quell your shame
Extinction; life's not a game you play
Drag the boy through the water
Where in the world was his mother
Head cracked wide open
Bite the bullet
This is our war cry
For our friends who have died
Rest in eternal peace
Death will be
Your release